The scar.


It was the most painful wound she has ever had. It was a scar, a deep scar that stuck in her heart. That day, she felt like her world was over. Her everything was washed away in seconds and her eyes were welling up with the world’s most sincere tears.

She had lost her best friend, with whom she had lived with in her whole 15 years of life. What fun they have had, she thought with a small smile that quickly disappeared into a look of misery. Why did you have to go now? Why did you leave me alone for the rest of my life? Her questions were endless.

She left from the hospital and went home to clean up for the funeral. She went to the Washroom and quickly splashed her face with the cold, chilly water. There were dark circles in her eyes. Why, she hadn’t slept for a whole day. She was too sad and tired to get ready, after all, she was struck by the most powerful lightning, the thunder of loneliness.

The dark clouds were gathering quickly, which signed that there would be heavy showers that day. Her family was already gathered in the garden. There were also some kids from the neighborhood. Her departed friend was very well-liked in the locality.

Then the moment came. It was all a quick affair, as no one wanted to be emotional. Her tear drenched eyes were staring at were her friend was resting now. She was just looking, she couldn’t speak as her lips were paralyzed. She only had the strength to keep a bouquet of flowers near the rock her emotionless friend’s grave.

She ran home half crying. Now suddenly, she had the feeling that she was missing something. She was missing the smell of strawberries and peaches that came from her dear friends hair, the sound of her sofa being scratched and also the sweet purring note of her little, furry feline friend.

The only things left of her kitty were many sweet memories and tales, that were stored deep inside her heart. Not even the scar could stain them, because they were bound with a strong thread of friendship and closeness, that would never break.



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